Reborn into a Poor Fishing Family

She wasn't dead? No. She had definitely died. At the engagement banquet aboard that luxury cruise ship, her own dear younger sister, Lin Xiaoyue, and her fiancé, Zhou Ming, had pushed her into the dark sea together. Her high heels snapped, crushing her last hope of fighting back. Her elegant gown wrapped around her like a water demon, dragging her under. The icy water flooded her mouth and nose, stealing her breath, and her consciousness sank into endless darkness. The freezing despair and the stabbing pain of betrayal were etched into her very bones. But now...